Pet Food

I know all of you have fallen in love with Steve. Just by staring at that photo of him hogging my pillow. :) This past weekend was rough for me. After my best friend pointed out the food recall to me, I realized that Steve's food was on that list. I knew that Stevie wasn't quite feeling himself. So I looked at the symptoms and what do you know, Steve has all of them. Vomiting, fatigue, increased intake of water and increased urination. I honestly can't say in words how much Steve has grown on me in the last month or so. It's like he's my first born. And now he's sick, might even be poisoned.

After much conversation with Steve's dad, I kept pushing for Steve to go to the Vet. Being that this drama started on Friday, the only option was for Steve to go to the emergency vet. I have to thank Sparky because on Saturday night I started wigging out. Getting completely paranoid over Steve and this damn food recall. Steve's dad was going to take him to the vet on Saturday but it didn't happen. My paranoia grew and at 2am, Sparky offered to get into her jeans and come to the vet with Steve and I. That's when you know who your friends really are. That's a great friend.

It is now Tuesday and Steve's vet appointments kept getting pushed farther and farther. He then was scheduled to go to his regular vet yesterday. I have yet to hear any results. Steve is being watched by someone else for the week and I can't tell you how each and every day crawls by without him. He's all I think about. I miss him hogging my pillow. Scratching my couch. Following me into the bathroom. Rolling around in the bathtub. Slamming his head into me to show me love. Napping with me. Climbing into my packed suitcase and falling asleep. I miss him. A lot.

I am in the process of moving and on Sunday, April 1st the new apartment is mine. So hopefully that's when I'll get Steve back (as if he's mine!) and will stay in my new apartment. A new place for him to explore and find all the holes and corners for him to wiggle into. I wait for the moment Stevie and I are reunited!

Reader's Digest Version

Lots of things have been going on as of late. Plenty of things I can blog about, but again, I am limited in what I feel I can reveal online. A fear.

I recently signed a lease on a one bedroom apartment and I am counting down the days until I am there. With each day crossed off the calendar, I get more and more overwhelmed with the move. I know I will be fine and I am blessed to have friends that are willing to help me move. But I lay here at night when I can't sleep starring at all the things I have to pack and wonder how I am going to do it all. I can do it. I know I can. I think I can I think I can I think I can.

At the same time, I am working on a show and we just started previews and continue to have rehearsals during the day. I feel like I could be getting so much more done versus sitting in the smoking lounge of the theatre with my children while they get tutored. HA. What I start to do is make lists. Thus freaking me out even more. Cause there is so many things on these lists that I have to do. I cheer when I get to cross something off. It's a little party that takes place with each line that I get to strike through the task that I just completed. VICTORY IS MINE!

On a personal note, my friend Molly has been going through some issues health wise and I am thinking of her on a daily basis. Wondering how she's doing, how she's feeling. Thank god for her not having the fear I do. She has been great in describing her experiences in her blog. Allowing us to keep up with her. Allowing us to go through this journey with her. When I read her blog, I no longer feel I am separated by a large land mass, I am right there with her.

On a random note, well I am always random so when you really try to break it down, it ends up being not so random. Did that make sense? I don't know. Who cares?! HA. I don't understand men. You make plans with them. You look forward to spending time with them. You know they are looking forward to seeing you. And then they don't show up. I'm sure there is a valid explanation like "I fell asleep" (as our rendezvous wasn't scheduled until about 11.30pm - the time I get home from work) but still, it's now the next morning...CALL FUCKER. EXPLAIN YOURSELF! Ok, I'm done venting. HA.

So there you have it. The reader's digest version of what has been floating around in my brain. Hopefully when things start to calm down, I'll be able to give more to you my solitary reader.

Meet Steve. Am I in love?

I am currently cat-sitting. Meet Steve. He is so cute and I adore him. But as of late, he has become a pillow hog! And here's the proof. There is no room for me anymore on my pillow. He sleeps like this all night with me and becomes vocal if I want to take more of my pillow. But because I am a sucker for cuteness, I allow him to hog away. I am starting to believe my mom when she said I'm falling in love...

Great news

If you've read my 100 things about me post, you'll know that I don't like being an only child. I was always alone growing up. Entertaining myself for hours in my room with my stereo and endless hours of showtunes. When I was younger, I would ask my parents for a little brother or sister every year for Christmas. Clearly, this didn't happen and I think in the end of it all, I'm glad it didn't. I would have loved to become an aunt and watch my brother or sister become a parent. The closest I'll ever become to being an aunt now is if one of my cousins were to have a baby.

Guess what....I'm going to be an aunt! My cousin is pregnant and I can't even tell you how elated I am. This isn't the first time a baby has come into our family. Many of my cousins have children. But for some reason, this one means the world to me. I think about it daily. I wonder if it will be a boy or a girl. I wonder when I'll get to hold it for the first time. When she told me, I wanted to tell everyone and anyone that would listen. So I'm sure that this won't be the last time I mention my "aunt-hood". So excited!!